Ravaged!

It’s Saturday 18th February 2023, and you find me this morning lying in bed, my legs still spread, and I’m too sore to even think about closing them yet. 

Last night, I was ravaged….savaged….raped….torn asunder. 

In other words, Emily came home! 

She arrived back at 8:00pm. By 8:01, she had flung herself at me and was happily engaged in tearing my clothes off. Since then, I’ve been sucked, fucked, fingered, and generally screwed into oblivion. I am bruised too. My pubic bone feels like someone has been whacking it with a sledgehammer and as for my bum….at some point I’m going to need a bathroom visit and frankly, it’s going to feel like giving birth.

Not that it was one-sided…oh no….don’t think that for a moment. I gave every bit as good as I got. 

She’s still sleeping beside me as I write this  and now and then I let my right hand middle finger trace up and down her sex. She moans gently in her sleep and if I’m daring enough, I let that finger probe inside….just a little. It comes out glistening with her wetness which both tastes and smells divine. I wish I could convey to you how sweet she tastes and how her scent drives me crazy. 

It was a mixture of wild, animalistic sex and the tenderest love-making you could possibly imagine. 

After the first torrents of our passion were sated, we paused and hugged. I told her of how I’d masturbated while she has been away, and of The Lovely Chris having me. I told her of Dani, and how she, only yesterday had asked me to watch her masturbate in her flat.  Emily told me of her conquests during her interminable three weeks away. All of which led to another round of passion. 

She brought me a souvenir too. A small pair of panties from the hotel maid she had seduced last night. 17, apparently, and still a virgin. We’ll use those panties later today I’m sure. 

I have just paused for about 10 minutes in typing this. I’ve gently moved the duvet off my wife, and she is lying on her back, her left leg straight, but her right bent outwards at almost 90 degrees. Her foot bent back inwards to the middle of her left calf. Her right hand is on the pillow just above her head. She looks so innocent like this. And that warm, snuggly scent we all have first thing in the morning is gorgeous. Especially, mixed as it is with the sweat from last night, and her intimate scent between her legs. 

I’d so love Dani to see this. I’d love her to walk into the room now with a cup of tea for me. I can imagine her setting the cup down beside me and looking at Emily. Dani’s eyes would take in every inch of her before turning to look at me. I would smile encouragingly and give a brief nod. Then Dani would walk round the bed, kneel beside Emily and lower her face to my wife’s crotch. I would watch as Dani’s tongue parts those soft petals and finds the hard, erect clit. Ohh…stop it Anna! 

One hour later. 

What Dani wasn’t here to do, I did. I leaned over, kissed my wife’s sex, and slowly licked her to climax. When she recovered, she gently rolled me onto my tummy and kissed down my back to my bum. I knew what was coming. She spread me apart and her tongue went to work on my bum hole. Fuck but that’s erotic! Then she reached up underneath me and pushed a finger deep inside me while bringing her thumb to my clit. As I came, and I still haven’t worked out quite how she does this, she sucked my bum. The orgasm was world-ending. 

I can’t cum anymore. I need to recharge…..

…but before that, I need to learn to walk again!